The Story Never Ends

"You, how…" Antonella was about to say something but Davion didn't give her the chance as he squeezed her body with tremendous force.

"Ahh.." Cracking sounds were heard and she knew that it was her bones breaking apart.

"Hehe, spells have never been my forte. It's always my overbearing physical strength. So, the Golden Flame your tribe is proud of is useless against me." He mocked her and lifted her body into the air.

"Go"

The moment he said this, the dark energy in the room violently flowed into her body through her nostrils, ears, eyes, mouth, and even the pores of her skin.

"Let me..." She tried to beg for mercy, but she couldn't utter a single word due to the huge influx of dark energy.

"It's been a long time since I last killed someone with my Dark Energy." He coldly watched her life fade away.

Her body corroded steadily and the flames she had produced diminished into thin air. In a couple of minutes, both had completely disappeared.

"This is a reason why I don't use dark energy to kill people. It takes a lot of time and especially the person dies a slow and painful death. It's torture. However, I was able to kill her without making a sound due to it." He was satisfied as it would have been troublesome if the city guards were to catch sight of this.

Next, he spread his Mind-Eye and quickly found a proper route to get out of this shop unnoticed.

"Now, I should find an inn and stay there for the night. I'm sure somebody will notice something wrong about this place soon." He decided to stay hidden for today to avoid accidents.

"Hehe, but how can I leave empty-handed after all this trouble?" He laughed wickedly as he scanned all the items in the shop.

***

At the same time, in the main palace of the White Tiger Clan,

"I have an important task for you." A good-looking middle-aged man having white hair and a golden royal mantle declared. Currently, he was sitting on a throne while observing a young man infront of him.

The young man was standing on one knee while bowing his head respectfully. He looked similar to the middle-aged man but was instead wearing heavy black colored armor. An emblem of two crossed swords with the head of a white tiger in the middle could be seen on his chest.

"What is it, father? Is it troubling you?" He asked.

"Yes, a bit." The middle-aged man nodded.

The son's expression became serious when he heard this. He couldn't believe there would be something that worried his father, the king of the White Tiger Clan and one of the strongest Saint Level Experts.

Seeing his look, the King said, "It's not as serious as you think. It is related to the Flame Tiger Tribe that once used to serve us."

"The Flame Tiger Tribe?" The son muttered and began recalling some information about them. From what he knew, the Flame Tiger Tribe was as powerful as the current Golden Lion Tribe and might be even stronger.

Since they also belonged to the same species Tiger, they were exceptionally loyal to the White Tiger Clan, and thus they were left in charge of the Combat Legion. The Combat Legion is one of the units of the White Tiger Clan that is responsible for maintaining order and stability in their region.

In the Demon Beast World, to achieve that one needs a considerable amount of strength. So, the Combat Legion consists of all powerful individuals that excelled in fighting. Especially the one to lead them is an expert in the Venerable Stage.

During that time, the Patriarch of the Flame Tiger Clan was the leader of the Combat Legion. It was said that he possessed powerful flames that didn't lose out to the flames of the mighty Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan. Not only that, he with the Combat Legion conquered territory after territory winning every single battle. There he earned the name 'King of Flames' and became the most popular person in this world.

This was also how the fearsome reputation of the Combat Legion was established which still stands up to this day. If not for the other Major Clan's intervening, all the tribes in the Demon Beast World would have long since yielded to the White Tiger Clan.

"However, it is a pity what happened next. An unpleasant incident caused the demise of both the King of Flames and his tribe. There were other tribes too, I believe." The son was in deep thought.

This incident had turned the world upside down, and almost everyone at that time knew about it. Nonetheless, it was forbidden to speak about it due to various reasons. So, along with time the Flame Tiger Clan was slowly forgotten and became history.

"Although I was not born during that time, I did manage to obtain some details about that incident due to being the first prince of the White Tiger Clan. Yet, it's not clear." The prince wanted to ask more about this matter, but his father didn't give him the chance to do so.

"Take this tooth." The king threw a long sharp incisor which was ten meters long to him.

The prince caught it and became shocked straight away. "It's too hot, and I can feel a dangerous aura within it."

"Indeed, this tooth still contains some traces of the law of fire. After all, every body part of a Venerable Stage Expert is filled with the power of law and is valuable treasures. This is especially so for a Demon Beast." The king explained.

"The Venerable Stage and The Power of Law." The prince glanced at the tooth with caution. He understood that this was not something he could touch with his current cultivation. One can only take a glimpse of it after reaching the peak stage of the Domain Realm.

Although he was the first prince of the White Tiger Clan and quite blessed with the treasures of heavens and earth, reaching that stage still needed time. Nevertheless, he was proud of his current achievements as he had already reached the middle stage of the Domain Realm before the age of 100.

With more effort, he was confident of reaching the peak stage in a few more years. This was the benefit brought by his superior bloodline. Only the talents from the Major Clans would be able to match his speed. In the case of humans, the Holy Physiques are somewhat comparable.

"Father, what do you want me to do?" He kept his thoughts aside and asked.

"I want you to capture someone. This tooth will immediately react when you are in a certain range of that person." The king answered.

"Is it someone from the Flame Tiger Tribe?" The prince guessed.

"Yes. It seems like someone managed to escape from that incident. I sensed that person a week ago when he was in the Human World. But now he has come here; near the territory of the Wolf Tribe." The king had a cold look on his face.

"Human World? Doesn't this mean that he passed through the void and came here? How can I handle someone above the Domain Realm?" The prince questioned.

"No. You don't need to worry about that. If he was above the Domain Realm, then he would have been able to escape my senses. Maybe he had a treasure left behind by the tribe?" The king sounded confident.

"I understand." The prince nodded.

"Take your personal battalion and go straight away. I want this task to be finished as fast as possible. Remember not to kill that person. I want him alive. Now, you may leave." The King waved his hand in annoyance.

The prince stood and bowed before leaving. However, he paused suddenly and asked without turning back.

"Father, I don't know whether it is right to ask you this or not. But do we really have to go that far? That person used to be one of us. Furthermore, we have already punished his tribe, and he must be the only one alive." The prince was confused. What was the point of all this?

The king didn't reply but released a tiny bit of his aura. It was so ice cold and filled with killing intent that the prince stood rooted in his spot. He found that he couldn't move and felt that he would die any second. It was too terrifying.

"Do you know what they did?" The king took back his aura and calmly asked.

"I…I.." The prince shuddered and finally spoke after a couple of minutes.

"Betrayal."

"Humph! Since you know, why are you talking nonsense? Just go and finish your task." The king scoffed.

"I'm sorry." The prince apologized and steadily walked away. The moment he reached the door, he heard the voice of his father again.

"The reward for your task is the tooth I gave you. It will help you in your path to reach the Venerable Stage."

He should have been happy to hear this but it was not the case. He knew that there was something more about the Flame Tiger Tribe that his father was hiding. Not only his father but also the higher-ups of his whole clan.